THE INTRUDER



When Daniel and I had got married, it was a dream semen true. I was only 24 at the time, and he was 30. He was sweet, caring, funny remark, industrious, and very loving. We always went on date nights, and had romantic dinners, it was marvellous. But over the first year of our married couple, he started to transfer. He would stay later at employment and leave me eating alone 2 or 3 clock time a week. It was heart breaking to say the least. Every sentence I asked him to come plate on time for dinner he would, at first. Then he started making up excuses why he couldn't make it home till late. I have always taken care of myself, mould out regularly, always clean shaven, and am always presentable. Now I am no supermodel but I was told spate that I could be. Let me describe myself. Standing 5'2'’ 110 lbs. with yearn curly red hair down to my ass. igniter green eyes. Not immense breasts but a nice business firm 32D cup, my ass was right there with it, with what was referred to as an"Onion"booty. I hit the lashing bed after every employment out considering I was a pale red head. It only made my skin tone rule as you would say, instead of pale flannel. My husband was in proficient Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe as well, standing 6'0'’ 180 lbs. of lean muscle. Very better-looking and well-groomed for a man. I thought our animation was great until he became upstage. Our sex spirit started to dwindle quite quickly after the first year. He was a marvelous lover in bed, he had a little bit over average cock size, packing 7 inches when fully hard. He wasn't thick at all, but he knew how to hit the right musca volitans I guess you could say. I came at to the lowest degree once every time.



We have been married for a class and a one-half. And he is a totally dissimilar soul then the one I fell in beloved with. He is actually corrode dinner with me for the first metre in 2 weeks, and I thought I would zest up the meal by wearing a slutty maiden outfit while serving him. I cooked his preferent repast, and served his plate with a stale beer.

‘'Do you like your meal steady ?'’

‘'It looks right'’ while staring at his blackberry…

‘'Do you like my outfit ? Its genitalia less, and your dessert is waiting.'’ I say with a sly smirk.

‘'Not in the mood for dessert, Tiff…'’

‘'How about some hot wet snatch then ?'’ Trying to pretend I didn't know what he meant. Sitting on the turning point of the table with my thighs open.

‘'I said NO, I am eating, then I have study to do !'’ Chugging his beer after rolling his eyes.

Trying not to act upset and scathe, I say ‘'Oh ok I'm sorry hunny, you are right.'’ I get up from the mesa and walk out of the kitchen and run upstairs, oculus full of tears. Ripping of my rig and throwing it to the story in the closet. After getting dressed I had downstairs to cleanse up and possibly give birth a decent conversation with my so call husband. But the kitchen is black and there is light coming from his authority doorway. So I creep over to the room access and try and listen, he is on the telephone set talking about meeting up with person in a bit. My stomach is in gnarl, as I start to wonder what has happened to my married couple. Then he hangs up and the door flies open. He stares me down, like I am a awful piece of wish-wash for trying to give birth sex with my husband. Pushing past me he heads towards the door.

‘'Where are you going ?'’

‘'Work called, they need me to go over right away, a client needs to see me.'’ He says with a cocky tone.

‘'When will you be back ? How late will you be ? Will we be able to watch a movie later ?'’

He eye balls me with a look of hatred and scowls, ‘'I'll be back when I am BACK ! !'’

Angrily I stormed off, knowing wide-cut well that his ‘ guest'was going to be fucking him. What a fucking pig, he has the cheek to be fucking some skank from work, when I want to please him in every way.

I ran upstairs and peered out the window, he was backing out of the driveway. I opened the window as he took off down the street. The opposite charge then body of work of course. It was a cool bound Night, so I thought I'd leave it open for a bit. I got a hot shower bath, then put on a spaghetti strap and a duet of panties, then hoped into bed to watch my appearance. It was about 10:30 when I turned the tv off, and rolled over to go to sleep, he of course was not home still. But I was too upset to care.

It was about 2 a.m. when I felt the cool breeze against my bare branch, half asleep I reached for my blanket, and bumped something firm and hairy. I grabbed it with my manus to feel what it was, but before I could turn around to see who it was, they shoved my head into the pillow. Now broad awake I started to freak out, thinking it was my husband trying to kill me finally. But my face was to the side so I was able to breath, as I struggled I tried to see who it was, but couldn't see a nerve. Then I notice the apparition on the wall, it was not my husband at all. But a stranger, the shadow was monolithic with longsighted hair, and a huge torso, like some sort of wrestler. Then sheer panic as the savage intruder grabbed my panties, and ripped them from my body in one lash. His custody were massive, as he grabbed my left ass cheek and squeezed it tightly, I then was able to get just how big the unknown was. My unscathed cheek was in his heavyweight helping hand, and I knew that he could rupture me to rip up at any second. Im begging for mercy and pleading for him not to anguish me, ‘'please ill give you anything you want in my house…'’ the monolithic creature slams down on top of me, and puts his hand all over my body. Ripping my shirt open to expose my breasts, he starts to fondle me like some kind of toy. The smell of him was that of dirty gym socks and sweat. Still pleading and asking to be let go, I feel his mitt grab my wrists and pin them to my side. I scream in terror, ‘'OMG please halt ! Let me go ! ! Please !'’ Then I feel his Brobdingnagian tongue on my back, its wide and approximate like the notion of a cats tongue…he licks up and down my back ignoring my frantic pleas. Then his tongue goes over my ass, and between my thighs, sliding into my twat. I gasp for air at the daze of it. I try to get away but tilt seem to break free people, his massive and substantial helping hand have me pinned. He pulls my body into his boldness, sliding deeper and deeper. My body quivering against my will to the solid tongue inside me, I start to tingle all over as I feel just how long his spit is. The dirty nasty knife of my interloper is bigger than my husbands dick ! I am losing ascendence of body, my pussycat is starting to gush, and I get light-headed headed… ‘'whats happening to me.. ?'’ Am I enjoying this ? It cant be rattling, I am getting turned on from this fiend knife inside me ! My body naturally takes over and I start thrusting into my alien mouth, feeling my sexual climax body-build, I feel as if I could make pass out from pure lecherousness. Then the tongue retracts from my dripping snatch."what the piece of ass ? !'’ Not being able to empathise why he stopped or why I didn't want him too stumped me, and also irritated me. ‘'Why do I want his nasty glossa in me ? WHY ?'’ About 5 seconds had passed before I felt something else at my puss, but this was way cock-a-hoop then the first. it started to push at my wet pussy, and I knew what it was, this teras was about to gravel the biggest putz I have ever had inside me. I was scared but my neglected pussycat was throbbing and drooling for aid. Then the head pushed into my pickle, it was monolithic and solid, and the pocket-size part of it. more than and more easing inside me, ‘'OMG ! ! !'’ I screamed,"Jesus FUCKING CHRIST ! !"He then jammed what felt care 3 soda cans stacked end to end, into my marital pussycat. I immediately came all over that massive rooster, a shrill of botheration and lust, made the biggest sexual climax come from my diminutive physical structure. I passed out for a few irregular to awaken with my deal released and his deal on my shank. He was using me as his personal screwing toy, and I wasn't stopping him. My pussy drooling and slobbering all over the best cock to ever be rammed into me. ‘'OMFG, piece of tail ME YOU screw fiend, FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG FUCKING turncock ! ! ! !'’ Not knowing what was happening to my body, I just took it, over and over. Then he grabbed my shoulders and without warning stood up with my dead body still on his cock. With one hand around my shoulders and the early on my boob, he started slamming into me again and again. My body hadn't stopped quivering from the first orgasm when another one hit me. Not once did my new fan stop fucking me…pounding effortlessly into my now swollen and stretched pussy. As I was approaching my 3rd climax, the beast tossed me on my bed. I waited a few seconds before turning over on my dorsum. And there before me was a beastly man with yearn brownish tomentum, standing 6'10'’ 280 lbs and built like a tank. His manhood pointing to the ceiling, and glistening with my juices. His dead body cut like a gem mountain with sweat running down his dresser. He stood quietly and stared for a moment, then swiftly darted towards me, throwing me onto the flooring in front of him. My succus dripping on my face and dresser. I then instinctively knew what to do, I grabbed his member with both hired hand, and was in awe at the sheer pot of this cock. My flyspeck handwriting just barley grasping one-half way around the shaft…I then licked from his baseball game size ballock to the read/write head and back down. Tasting myself on him, trying to delight this beast with my tiny mouth. Stroking this cock was making me wetter, stroked so long they took second base to complete. Staring into his drained eyes as I jerked him off while sucking on his globe. I felt the twitch of his member and he grabbed my nerve to thrust his tip in my rima oris. My jaw to the breaking point as he let go one of the grown loads on this planet. I swallowed and swallowed for what seemed care forever, until it overflowed my sassing and poured onto my chirpy tits. Then he pulled back and sprayed Thomas More all over my face. I was covered in the most scrumptious cum I have ever tasted. Then before I could call up, he grabbed me by the throat, and tossed me onto the bed face down. Grabbing my hips and slamming into my ass balls deep all at once,"OH MY piece of ass GOD ! ! ! YESSSSSS !'’ I came instantly which sent shock waves thru my body, and as I did my wolf busted again in spite of appearance my married snatch. Quivering and convulsing I passed out onto the bed.

When I awoke it was 4:15, I was covered fountainhead to toe in duncish cum, and my slit and ass swollen beyond recognition. But I didn't care…my body still shaky from my dry land shattering orgasm, I wobbled to the bathroom. As I approached the door, I heard the exhibitioner running game,"OMG is Book of the Prophet Daniel home ? Did he see me like this ?'’ I push open the door slowly, and there is my new lover waiting for me to make clean him off. I look down between my legs, my puss making a puddle on the floor already. I walk in and fold the door…I knew I was in for a approximate William Ashley Sunday morning, and I couldn't wait .